Getting Dirty
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I'm going to the range today and I'm not coming back until I can't pull the trigger no more.
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That is all.
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posted by tearful dishwasher at 6:24 AM
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
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- Name: tearful dishwasher
- Location: U.S. Outlying Islands
Fully engaged in the whole catastrophe
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3 Comments:
oh god i know how you love it. hell i was crazy about it way back when all we had was 45's and 30cal mg's and god love em, the m-1. now you got all those moving targets and walk throughs and all the other wonders, all of which can only magnify the joy. have a great one, mister.
Dirty you say?
Well I'm going into the laundry room and I aint coming back till I can't fold no more.
Take that!
haha
(Can we trade days?)
My dad taught us to shoot. Tin cans mostly but he taught us and I loved it and I can tell you 2 things about me that I know for a fact. I have excellent balance (the first time I skied as a kid I got up and went straight down the hill without falling), and my aim is true. Even now, I can throw a rock and hit any shell on the beach you name it. Other than those 2 things, everything else is iffy. But those 2 things have rooted me into the ground in the best of ways.
Rebecca
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